"You don't need to do anything special right now. You can just sit... and let your body settle... in whatever way it settles. You might notice the feeling of the chair, or the way your breath moves in and out... and maybe—just maybe—that's all you need to notice for now."
"Sometimes, people make a change and wonder... when it will feel real. When it will feel natural. But often, change doesn't arrive like a thunderstorm. It moves like a tide... slowly, quietly... and then one day, you look around and realize the whole landscape has shifted."
"And maybe there's a part of you—the part that already made the decision—not the one that wants to quit, but the one that already has... The part that said: 'No more.' That part might be deeper than thought. Deeper than habit. The kind of deep that doesn't argue... it just knows."
"And I wonder... if you can begin to let that part steer... just a little more each day. The part that already breathes easier. Sleeps better. Notices colors more vividly. That part has no interest in smoke or fire. That part isn't fighting. It's already free."
"Maybe you remember... a moment where you felt clear. Strong. Even if just for a second. Let that moment return now, in whatever way it can. And as it grows, you might feel your body remembering what it's like to be well. Not just free of cigarettes—but truly well."
"And while the old patterns might whisper... and fade... you don't have to answer. You don't have to argue. You don't even have to think about them. Because that's what echoes do—they get quieter the further you walk away."
"You might find it interesting how the body starts to shift. The lungs... the cells... the skin. How fast the healing begins. Not because you force it. But because you've stopped interrupting it."
"And maybe the hand that once reached for a cigarette... starts to reach for something else. A cup of tea. A breath. A window. Or nothing at all. And that's okay too."
"And as your unconscious mind begins to weave this identity... of a non-smoker... it doesn't need applause. It just needs space. To grow. Like a seed that doesn't rush. But becomes something entirely new."
"And even now... you might wonder... how quickly this shift will feel real. Or maybe you won't wonder at all. Maybe it's already begun."
"And when you're ready... in your own way... you can begin to return. Carrying with you the knowing... the shift... the peace. As a non-smoker. As someone who remembers how to live well."
"...And just like that... something changes."
Watch your thoughts, they become words.
Watch your words, they become actions.
Watch your actions, they become habits.
Watch your habits, they become character.
Watch your character, it becomes your destiny.
Gonna let it go, or keep thinking/moping about it?
Don't run back into the burning barn......
The old universe no longer has a place for me... it is dark ruins and dead.
At this point, having a cigarette is NOT going to make me feel better.
In fact it will make me MUCH MUCH WORSE.
So, the ONLY CHOICE I have is to make the most of this situation.
I'm in a new universe now, and I don't smoke in this universe.
And I don't want to ever go back to that old universe because it is GONE.
This universe is SO MUCH BETTER.
I was a baby once. Let me be one again, and not pollute my body.
Non-Smokers don't get pangs.
It's been a scam the whole time. From the very start. The first cigs got me hooked, and every cig after that has been to get over the withdrawal of the previous one. And that's ALL it's been.
Never any 'relaxation', or focus... or ANYTHING... just one withdrawal 'cure' after another... for fucking YEARS... and now all that's left is the memory of each 'withdrawal cure'... and its association with eating, driving, and every other nice activity. Associating a filthy smoke ridden THING with those nice activities... So now when I do those activities, I associate that POS Thing with them......... well, that has to Stop..........
Having simply quit smoking and moved on.
Yes. I quit that dirty disgusting smoking thing and escaped from prison!
Be grateful and happy, and move on. Do I really need to keep dwelling on this shit???
I know for a fact that with the right mindset, every smoker can find it not only easy to stop but can actually enjoy the process.
The beautiful truth is that IT IS EASY TO STOP SMOKING. It is only the indecision and moping about it that makes it difficult.
It's just really important that you put smoking firmly in its place. Not just behind you - but behind you and below contempt. You've got rid of something awful.
'I am never going to smoke again. Isn't it wonderful?' All temptation will go.
Take a few steps towards that "YIPPEE" frame of mind whenever the thought of cigarettes or smoking enters your head.
Open your eyes. Something wonderful is happening. You are escaping from the prison.
Isn't it great: I can enjoy this moment without having to choke myself to death.
Isn't it marvellous: I don't need to smoke anymore and I don't want to smoke anymore. Yippee, I'm a non-smoker!
And celebrate freedom, release, deliverance from a lifetime chain of filth, disease, and misery.
Smoking has robbed me of so much in my life... do I really want to let it take more by even thinking about it?
For the first time in my smoking life, my fear of quitting was replaced by a feeling of excitement about how wonderful it would be to break free!
Stop selling yourself short. You can do this. Anybody can. It's ridiculously easy.
Remember the two essentials to success are:
1) Certainty that you are doing the right thing by stopping and
2) a positive mindset: 'Isn't it great that I don't need to smoke?'
Seeing quitting NOT as losing a friend, but as killing an enemy,
Quite simply, the key to being a happy non-smoker is to remove the desire to smoke.
I'm in a different Universe now... what I wanted all along...
To be free from that slavery, to be able to enjoy the whole of my life, not spending half of it not smoking and wishing I could and the other half smoking, wishing I didn't have to.
The key to making it easy is to make my decision certain and final.
Not to hope I have kicked it, but to know I have.
Never doubt or question my decision. In fact, celebrate it.
If I am able to bring this degree of certainty to this endeavor, it will be easy.
Wise up. You don't have to smoke, and remember: it is doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING FOR YOU.
What is smoking doing for me? ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. Why do I need to do it? YOU DON'T! YOU ARE ONLY PUNISHING YOURSELF.
Cigarettes are solely a nicotine delivery system.
The only 'enjoyment' a smoker gets from a cigarette is temporary relief from the discomfort created by the previous one.
Life is so much more enjoyable without carrying this tremendous burden of fear around with you.
Every pang is a sign I'm breaking free of this shit.
Made the decision to break free and take your life back... the life I had before I started... the life I had at 14 or so.
All you have to do to remain a happy non-smoker is not to fall for the trap again.
The ones who cannot face up to this reality, who have to go on kidding themselves, are the most pathetic of all.
'Why am I doing this?' What sort of hobby or pastime or pleasure or habit is it that when you are doing it you wish you weren't, and that only seems desirable when you are not doing it?
Never think in terms of one smoke, always think of the whole filthy lifetime's chain.
Remember: there is no such thing as just one smoke.
Each cigarette ONLY relieves the withdrawal of the ONE BEFORE.
It is only when I want a cigarette but can't have one that the sense of deprivation comes.
SO, I don't want to put that poison into my lungs anymore.
When we start to smoke we force our body to learn to cope with the poisons along with the disgusting smell and taste.
Don't focus on the pang, but on what it represents—the death NOT of a friend, but of a terrible enemy. One that enslaved me for years and stole my health, my money, my self-respect, my courage and confidence, all the time trying to kill me.
Every pang, however minor, is a symptom of recovery and you will be fully recovered before you know it. Let that knowledge be your reward. Enjoy ridding your body of this poison, and your mind of the slavery and dependence.
Millions of Americans have done it, and I can too.
Every non-smoker is glad they don't have to smoke.
As soon as you make the decision to smoke your final cigarette you become a non-smoker. You should celebrate right from the outset, and you should continue to celebrate for the rest of your life.
It has been absolute bliss right from the start. It took me a long time to work out why it had been so easy and why I had not suffered those terrifying withdrawal pangs that had plagued all of my previous attempts. The reason is that they only exist in the mind. They are created by doubt and uncertainty. If you remove the doubt, the 'cravings' never come.
It is essential to counter this conditioning from the start and to do so successfully you must replace the fear and confusion caused by the brainwashing with hard facts. Get it clear in your mind: you don't need to smoke and you don't need to torture yourself by regarding the cigarette as some sort of crutch or friend when you know for a fact that it is neither.
Never punish yourself by doubting this decision. It is one of the best, if not the very best decision that you have ever made.
And that is all that is happening when you think about cigarettes (or sensing that empty feeling) it doesn't mean you want one - it just means your brain has forgotten that you've stopped, which after years of smoking isn't surprising. At that point rather than worrying about it, or panicking about it, or trying not to think about it - welcome it and think to yourself - "GREAT I'M A NON SMOKER" and feel good about it. If you need a nudge in the right direction this is an excellent time to read your record of what life was like as a smoker. The idea is not to be scared and think “OH NO! I MUSTN'T SMOKE OR I'LL HAVE TO GO BACK TO THAT!" - the idea is to look at it and smile - it is a description of what you have escaped from.
I can't bear the thought of actually putting that poison into my lungs again.
'My health suffered because of my addiction which meant I wasn't able to enjoy life to the fullest. I know my lungs were congested which caused me worry about all the harm my addiction was causing me. Despite the heaps of worry something bad was lurking in my lungs, I still smoked any way and I felt ashamed and out of control.'
'The smell of tobacco lingered on me, on my clothes, on my breath, in my house. No matter how much I washed, or cleaned, or sprayed perfumes I still stank. This was so embarrassing. I knew the smell was there, so this meant that other people definitely noticed. This caused me so much shame and I'm sure they were judging the smell.'
'My day to day life was controlled by smoking. It controlled what I did, when I did it, and how I felt while I was doing it. I constantly had thoughts of whether I had enough. This caused me unnecessary worry and stopped me from enjoying my day, living life to the fullest, instead I was wasting precious energy and time on something that was robbing me of my money, health both physically and mentally. I felt completely imprisoned and enslaved by my addiction.'
How did it make me feel?
My lungs were getting congested with stuff, and I worried about that, but kept smoking. I felt I couldn't stop. That I was a junkie, and had accepted that. Just pure insanity.
And I'm sure my clothes stank and my house, and my breath stank of tobacco. I felt ashamed about that when I was around other people. I'd spray myself down with ozium to try to hide the stink.
I could smell it sometimes. Just a lot of poison in my lungs. But I felt helpless to do anything about it.
I made sure I never ran out. I had a constant fear of running out. I was a slave to it. I kept 'emergency' packs everywhere.
I had to light a cig just to do everything.......even the most minimal things.
It totally controlled my life. I could never be without a pack on me. It was the number one thing in my life, and it was associated with most everything I did.